A young woman who was always the life of the party, quick to tell a joke, always smiling and happy, tragically dies at age 23. What her mother found after her death reflected a much different young woman, her poetry. Her words showed a young woman crying out to feel loved, wanted, beautiful and worthy. Struggling to accept herself as the wonderful, happy, beautiful young woman everyone else saw her as. Her words reflect the pain and torment she allowed another to cause her. It is her mother's most heart felt desire to reach even one young person struggling to accept themselves. To encourage them to open up and talk to someone, to know they are never alone, to know their feelings are validated. She also hopes to reach a mother that perhaps feels her daughter is perfect and completely in charge of her life, as mothers often do. After reading her poetry, hopefully it will facilitate conversation, confirm unconditional love and help to end words that a mother never hears. I am her mother and these are her words.

"I'm a stripper, not a prostitute." I say as he slowly pushes me against the wall. "Not much of a difference now a days." He says, raising an eyebrow. "You bastard. I don't even know why I wasted my time with you." I say through grit teeth. "Cause you can't deny a good fuck and lucky for you I can't either. Keep the fucking money or I'm going to take you on the wall and not care who walks in." He challenges. "Even your wife?" I ask quietly. "Even my wife. Now what do you say?" He finalizes. I inhale deeply and narrow my gaze on him. "I swear to God, I loathe you." I murmur. He smirks, "Feelings are mutual." He says grinning and I crash my lips onto mine. Coming in August 2013

my system is clogged with metaphor and i need to get it out A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY (!) nb: if lack of capitalisation and 'artistic' punctuation don't tickle your pickle, apologies but this book is not for you [working title] probable swearing... you have been warned one more thing: don't steal my shit or i will hunt you down x

She realized that her love for her professor was probably nothing more than a childish infatuation. She wasn't in love with him. She was in love with the thoughts that came with him. Flashbacks of Disney Movies and Nicholas Sparks book made movies flashed through her brain as she wished to reach for his hand and clasp his. She longed for that love she had always witnessed as a young girl. She wanted to be a princess but the truth was she wanted to be saved. She wanted to be rescued. But not from the dragon guarding her castle or from the evil stepmother. She wanted to be saved from herself. From the demons that guarded her brain and her evil spirit haunting her every waking moment. She wanted someone to see the life in her she thought had died as soon as the movies stopped rolling. The dream to be a princess failed to come the next night. And the love for herself dropped like petals from a flower. Not a typical student- teacher love story.

thirty-five for a strip tease, fifty for a dance, and two-fifty for the full package Story idea by: @traplordmaloley <3 her books Go add her books if you don't have at least 5 in your library xD

Its a mix of poems I make up. Its mostly going to be haiku and Sonnets in it.

❝The daddy kink is overrated.❞ PJM/MYG Warnings: smut and foul language. (Can chosen to be read as a boyxboy novel, rather than a fanfiction.) --- kinkykook 2017 no plagiarism © all rights reserved

After years of loving her, Steven knows what he wants to do. He wants to be fused with her till the end of time. But what does Connie want? Contains slight themes of intimacy. Cover made by TovioRogers from Devianart. Check out my new Stevonnie one-shot Just for Fun!

My life has never meant anything. I've never put myself at risk to save anyone else. When two unusual men save my life, I think I might give it a try... And possibly fall in love on the way. Who knows?

Y/N Y/L/N was a vary strange girl clever & smart out in the muggle world she was all alone she liked it that way though, she would runaway every time they would find her a home she didn't like being told what to do & how to act so she would leave. Until one day she ran into a huge man that had all the answers to all her questions convinced she left with him now on her way to a place he called Hogwarts. No idea what was going to be thrown her way confusion, surprising answers & love. ******************************************** Thanks for reading & of course of of the Harry Potter characters belong to J.K Rowling Book 1